Feather Trial

Izar, a lone kiamara, wandered through the strange dense forests of Wrathion woods. He'd heard of creatures that came through the calamity were in the forest; he had to see them with his own eyes to believe it.

The wind swayed the canopies of the trees, leaves danced and twirled to the forest floor. Birds were singing their happy tunes as they got ready to go to sleep for the night. Izar had decided to go to the woods in the evening, he believed that the creatures would come out at night rather than the daytime. He'd worn a hat with a torch on it, one he favoured when he went cave exploring. 

Night had fallen and the bird songs were replaced with crickets chirping. He switched his light on and tried to see if he could spot a creature or two. No luck, he saw a frog that dived into the river, an owl flew overhead with the strong beating of wings as it soared through the skies. 

Suddenly, he heard a loud crunch of leaves. He turned swiftly and saw a dark shadow lurking in the bushes. It let out a low growl and Izar quickly hid behind a tree. Heart thumping against his chest in rushed beats, he was afraid to move. The crunching and growling got closer, Izar closed his eyes as he knew the creature was getting closer. He was too afraid to run. He felt the hot breath of sniffing on his face, he dared to open an eye. He was only in the outskirts of the woodlands, and was surprised to see a boar sniffing him. It oinked and walked off, leaving something behind. 

A feather? For his bravery of 'defeating' his fear of a wild boar?